Flight FI681 from Iceland, Feb28

2nd Avenue North near Thomas street, Seattle WA

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Dear Storyteller With a Slightly Sidewise Ponytail, I was a man with a cotton green coat and an REI wool sweater colored burgundy and grey. We spoke of Stockholm and Denmark. You told tales of north Sweden, and if you tell me what you did there, I’ll know it was you. If you tell me why you weren’t in Argentina, and how many weeks you vacationed, I’ll know it was you. If you say what you did in Sweden for a day that made you breath easier but made you nervous enough to stop doing it the next day, I’ll know it was you. If you tell me the color of your eyes, and the length of the gold gracing your neck, I’ll know it was you. I was tired and reclusive. Never again would I be so in the presence of your slightly sideways ponytail and your fur-lined boots. As I watched luggage go round and round, I wanted to listen to you tell stories about frozen rivers in Sweden and a six-hour train between cities. I’ll make you dinner and sing you songs, make you laugh and chase you down the street. What a wonderful time it could be between friends. Yours with a smile, Quiet Man, in 28D